80s: Little Sweet Wife

Daddy Bear stood firmly on his wife's side, and his son's mournful little eyes were completely ignored, even if he took a piece of spare ribs, it was a comfort.

Zhao Yingnan heard that the silver jewelry that Wu Mei prepared for her was more beautiful, but he felt bad and complained: "Tomorrow I have to ask the principal to respond, the school's security is really getting worse and worse, and everything in the house can be lost. ."

Xiong Mumu snorted angrily, and opened his mouth to say that he was an internal thief, Wu Mei stabbed him with his elbow, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't hold his breath, staring at the murderer fiercely, Wu Mei warned in a low voice: "My dad Most importantly, don't say this to him."

"Humph!"

Xiong Mumu turned her head arrogantly, and rubbed her lower back with a bared mouth. The dead girl looked like a bean sprout, and it really hurts to fight.

No need to remind Xiong Mumu, everyone here thought of this, silver jewelry is not worth much, and the Wu family is on the second floor, which thief would take risks for silver jewelry ideas?

Besides, there are people in the Wu family, so how could two big living people not find the thief?

Obviously, this was done by the family, either He Biyun or Wu Yue, but most of them thought it was He Biyun, and felt that only this vulgar woman could do such a nasty thing!

Wu Zhengsi also thought of this level, his face was extremely ugly, the atmosphere suddenly solidified, and Dad Bear began to smooth the game again.

The dishes on the table were basically eaten up, but there was a lot of wine left. Zhao Yingnan asked Xiong Mumu to send the unfinished wine back to the Wu family. She would not take advantage of others, so that He Biyun, a woman, would not talk nonsense outside.

The old man Yan was a little drunk, Yan Mingshun walked with him slowly, the old man glanced at Wu Zhengsi beside him, couldn't help itching his tongue, "Xiao Wu, as the old saying goes, how can the world be peaceful without sweeping one house? It's the same with this house, you have to take care of some things!"

Wu Zhengsi was so embarrassed that his face was bleeding. Although he was a little dissatisfied with the old man's meddling, he was even more disgusted by He Biyun, the culprit of many things. He just wanted to teach this woman a lesson when he went back.

Wu Mei has been silent all the time, but his heart is full of joy. He just wants to go back and watch He Biyun's good show. Wu Zhengsi's eyes are red, he has never seen him so angry before, He Biyun is going to be bad luck!

Xiong Mumu put down the remaining bottle of Wuliangye and a jar of her daughter Hong, made a face at Wumei, and said silently, "Rebroadcast it to me tomorrow morning!"

Wu Mei glared at him, and Xiong Mumu slipped away with a smile. If possible, he would like to stay and watch the live broadcast!

Seeing that half of the wine was returned, He Biyun felt a little more happy, but still distressed, the best Maotai is gone, and a bottle of Maotai costs more than eight yuan!

"Lao Wu, why do you drink so much wine? Zhao Yingnan, she is true, if it's not her own wine, she doesn't feel distressed, she drinks it with an open belly!"

He Biyun stepped forward to support Wu Zhengsi, and couldn't help but complained that she opened the two bottles of Maotai and one bottle of Wuliangye. The psychological trauma caused to her was really big, and even Wu Zhengsi's ugly face was not visible.

Wu Zhengsi originally wanted to call He Biyun to the room and teach him a lesson, but the anger that he held back made He Biyun ignite at once, and he rushed up, plus the wine was strong and cowardly, and the words of Mr. Yan , Zhao Yingnan and their sympathetic eyes, all stimulate Wu Zhengsi. Eight zero sweet wife